“Careful what you wish for, Thunder.”
“I know exactly what I want.”
She grips my face, holding my cheeks fiercely. “I want you to fuck me so hard, I can’t think. I’m not ready to give you more. But this… this is yours to take. So make it count.”
She holds my gaze. This time, she really holds it. Not because I demanded it, but because she is also trying to express her feelings without naming them.
I take any crumbs from her. Because she’s worth the wait. She deserves to make her choice.
And I, for once, need to come to terms with the notion that I can’t control the outcome.
I seize her lips in a punishing kiss. Pleased she took one minuscule step toward us. Frustrated she’s not ready to take more. Angry at myself for causing her hesitation.
She slides her hands down my neck, taking my abuse and matching it with her own pent-up energy.
“Now, Liam. Take me like I belong to you.”
Those words break something in me, and I lose all control. I yank her down and whip her around. “Hands on the table,” I growl, pushing her between the shoulder blades.
She obeys, jutting her butt out and taunting me with a smirk over her shoulder.
When I ram into her, her smirk morphs into an Oas she lets out a moan that sears itself into my memory forever.
She might not be ready to acknowledge it, but she’s fucking mine.
Thrust.
Mine.
Thrust.
Mine.
Thrust.
“I’m close,” she whimpers.
“I know, baby. I can feel your walls squeezing around my cock. You’re perfect. So perfect. Just let go for me.”
And she does.
Not in life, but in this moment, she does let go, and as her tight pussy convulses around me, my balls tighten, and I follow her shortly after.
“Liam… Liam… Liam…” She chants my name as I spill inside her.
My name on her lips has me coming with such intensity, I almost black-out for a moment.
Somehow, I stay upright. Somehow, I even hold up Roxy who has lost any command of her legs, sagging in my arms and against the bench.
And it hits me… with the precision of a surgical knife cutting my sealed heart open. This woman, the mother of my child, might fight me till her last breath.
But I’m hers, regardless.
Today.
Tomorrow.
Forever.
